"After a man dies, how long before you can make time with his wife?" #AmWriting #TheInfiniteVarietiesOfLoss
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"He looked at Dolores like he owned her. Not the way you’d look at some treasure beyond counting, but the way you’d look at an animal you had to keep on a short leash." #AmWriting #TheInfiniteVarietiesOfLoss
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"Give a person a little bit of success and all of a sudden they know what’s best. They pick up a dose of integrity, and they let it take the place of common sense."
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"She was mild and wide-eyed and susceptible to his every art. Agreeable. Amenable. A church-goer, which was all right with him as long as it didn’t prove contagious." #AmWriting #TheInfiniteVarietiesOfLoss
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"The Opry had a long memory, and ever since that night ten years ago when a teen-aged Elvis had been welcomed as enthusiastically as the first boll weevil of springtime, management had been what you might call gunshy around newer acts." #AmWriting #TheInfiniteVarietiesOfLoss
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"Jack didn’t care for music unless there was some woman around who did." #AmWriting #NextNovel #TheInfiniteVarietiesOfLoss
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